Steve nodded harder, almost frantic with wanting. He would beg, if he were allowed to talk, but all he could do was pant and whine, open-mouthed, and nod, pushing back against Bucky, hoping."Shh, all right, Stevie," Bucky said, and that roving hand came to rest on Steve's hip, holding him steady. "All right, I'm gonna give it to you. Just you relax, doll."Bucky was pushing into him, then, so slow it was almost torture, thumbs gently stroking the soft skin just over Steve's hips, soothing the ache that Steve desperately wanted to feel all at once, desperate to have Bucky in him. He panted and squirmed, but Bucky's grip on his hips was like iron. Somehow, that only made it all feel better.Finally, finally, Bucky was in him all the way, Bucky's hips pushing up against Steve's ass. Bucky released Steve's hips and curled forward over him, and Steve let out a shuddering sigh of relief. This was where he wanted to be: curled into Bucky's heat, their bodies pressed so close he could barely tell where their boundaries were.